Rakshasa Divine Sense, Hu Liena's Challenge

"Heh, you want to go down together and make me lose face too, is that it?" Qian Xunji rose to his feet and strode over to Bibi Dong. With a cold laugh, he grabbed her by the collar and forcefully lifted her up. "Bibi Dong, you truly disappoint me. Yes... as your teacher, I admit that I did harbor some affection for you back then."

"But during the time we were master and disciple, Bibi Dong, search your conscience! Did I ever make any improper advances toward you? And you? After all the care I put into nurturing you, you actually betrayed me! How have I taught you all these years? I placed great hopes upon you, but how did you repay me... no, repay Spirit Hall?! For your own selfish desires, you want the resources Spirit Hall has poured into you for over twenty years to become someone else's wedding dress?!"

The more Qian Xunji spoke, the more agitated he became. His grip tightened until it nearly crushed Bibi Dong's bones.

Qian Renxue watched helplessly as the father she admired most harshly berated Bibi Dong. She wanted to say something, yet did not know how to begin.

Slap!

A familiar slap sent Bibi Dong sprawling once more. Qian Xunji summoned his Six-Winged Angel, and nine soul rings emerged.

"Since you love that trash from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan so much, then as your teacher, I'll grant your wish and send you to him. But before that, return everything Spirit Hall has invested in you!"

Buzz...

A golden light sword appeared in his hand. The instant Qian Xunji drove it into Bibi Dong's back, she suddenly raised her head. The dark purple sickle mark on her forehead erupted with a blood-red glow, and Divine Slaughter's Domain activated on its own.

"So it's finally here..." There was little fear on Qian Xunji's face, as though he had anticipated this all along.

Bibi Dong completely lost control. Her long purple hair whipped wildly despite the lack of wind, and her beautiful face was filled with madness. Amid the purple mist, the sickle imprint between her brows became ever more vivid. When she opened her eyes again, her originally pink eyes had turned purple-black, and an incomparably evil aura erupted from her body!

Eight soul rings rose. The Death Spider Emperor possessed her!

"Rakshasa God!" The three elders present all stiffened inwardly. Qian Renxue even covered her mouth. This wonderful "mother" of hers was always finding new ways to shatter her worldview.

"A mere useless descendant of that Angel woman dares lay a hand on this lady's inheritor? Today, all of you will die, and the Angel Clan will be wiped out as well!"

"Bibi Dong" swept her gaze over Qian Xunji, then looked toward Qian Renxue and the Angel God Statue. She would destroy all of it!

"Father, uncles!" Qian Xunji shouted. Qian Daoliu immediately burst through the doors with the six elders, unleashing the full might of a level 99 Limit Douluo!

A massive phantom of a Six-Winged Angel appeared behind him. With a grasp of his hand through empty air, the Angel God Statue within the Worship Hall trembled. A golden holy sword about three chi long, radiating boundless Sacred Aura, emerged from the statue and landed in Qian Daoliu's hand.

"Golden Crocodile, protect Xue'er!"

"Heh, I didn't expect the forces that old woman left behind to have developed so well. But you'll still die!"

Terrifying divine might billowed around Rakshasa God. Though it was only a strand of divine sense, even Qian Daoliu's aura could not contend against it.

Qian Daoliu pointed his sword at Rakshasa and said coldly, "You are merely a strand of Rakshasa Divine Sense. Do not act so arrogantly! Even if you are a god, Spirit Hall is the territory of the Divine Ancestor of the Qian Family. If you truly anger the Divine Ancestor, their wrath will surely erase both this divine thought of yours and Bibi Dong."

"The Divine Ancestor, that old woman?" Rakshasa God laughed mockingly, her voice filled with ridicule and a trace of regret. "That old woman, the Angel God, has long since been reduced to ashes, with not even a grave to call her own. What ability does she have left to deal with me?"

Qian Daoliu did not believe her at all, but Radiant Feather Douluo was faster to react. He roared, "Bullshit! Nine years ago, when my disciple awakened his martial soul, Lady Angel Goddess clearly descended with a divine miracle!"

"Hehehe... foolish humans, do you truly think that woman was invincible beneath the heavens? There are far too many beings in this world stronger than her..."

Rakshasa God could not be bothered to waste words on Qian Daoliu, a divine servant of the Angel Goddess. Purple light gathered in her hand, condensing into a purple demonic sickle. With a sneer, she said, "Pitiful Qian Luoxia, laughable Angel Clan... Today, I will completely destroy the Angel Clan and Spirit Hall that you left behind!"

"Rakshasa God, you bastard!"

Qian Daoliu completely lost his mind. Angel Domain erupted as he directly lit up his seventh and ninth soul rings. "Six-Winged Angel True Body, Angel's Great Judgment!"

"Why not come at me together..." Rakshasa God smiled disdainfully and swung her demonic sickle. A massive black slash capable of easily tearing through space shot forth, splitting Qian Daoliu's attack in two.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo leaped into the air, their combined eighteen soul rings flashing in succession as golden and silver halos condensed around them!

"Strange Velvet Sky-Reaching, Demons and Ghouls!"

Two Extremes Stillness Domain!

Rakshasa God's movements slowed. Aside from Golden Crocodile Douluo, who protected Qian Renxue, the more than ten Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall attacked at once. Martial Soul Avatars erupted, and for a time, the clangor of metal clashing mixed with all manner of beastly roars!

Within Death City.

The various teams gradually received their rewards for the canyon survival training. However, when the instructors counted heads, two people were missing...

"Hu Liena, where are your teammates?" Jiang Xiruan glanced down at the reward list in her hand. Seeing that Xie Yue, her team captain, had yet to arrive, she casually asked.

"I..." Beneath her veil, Hu Liena's face was slightly twisted. She said softly, "I don't know either... When I woke up this morning, my brother and Yan were gone."

Jiang Xiruan frowned in displeasure. "Where could they have gone? Don't tell me they ran out of Death City?"

"I... really don't know..." Hu Liena's small fist, hidden behind her back, had already clenched so tightly that it was turning bluish.

Qian Yuxi stood nearby, idly playing with the ten Purple Soul Tickets and a Soul Tool he had received, watching with interest to see how Hu Liena intended to handle the situation.

"Fine. I'll send someone to look for them. Collect their rewards for them first."

"Yes, Instructor Jiang... Then tonight, may I meet with you alone?" Hu Liena nodded first, then made her request seriously.

"Oh?" Jiang Xiruan raised an eyebrow, her expression becoming interested. "Of course, but you can only come at midnight, because training will continue until then."

"Yes."

Lowering her head, Hu Liena adjusted her veil again. As she passed Qian Yuxi, she seemed to deliberately pause.

"Life-and-Death Duel in one year!" Her declaration was quiet, heard only by Qian Yuxi. Without changing his expression, he curled his lips slightly, glanced indifferently at her profile, and transmitted his voice through Soul Power.

"Those defeated by my hand have never been worthy of being considered my opponents. I'll give you time to catch up, until you can no longer even see me from afar..."

Hu Liena's body paused. She seemed to have been enraged by Qian Yuxi's arrogance, but in the blink of an eye, she returned to normal.

Jiang Xiruan put away the reward list, glanced at the sky, then turned and instructed everyone, "Today's training begins in one hour. You are free to move about until then. If you want to send letters home, find Instructor Long. He'll send someone to deliver them to your relatives. If you want to look around the city, hurry up and go now!"

After saying this, Jiang Xiruan left, leaving only three instructors behind to watch over the children. Before departing, she gave them a special reminder to keep a closer eye on Qian Yuxi.

The moment Qian Yuxi heard that he could send letters home, his eyes immediately lit up. He pulled out the sheet of paper he had only half-finished writing from his Soul Tool and continued putting pen to paper. As the number of words grew, the corners of his mouth lifted higher and higher.